"Oh, right, that Blood Demon... seems to also be called Albrecht,"
"It's funny, really; such a meaningful name, yet those who carry it tend to be either fools or madmen... Such a pity," Yulster sighed.
At Yulster's words, the corner of Charlotte's eye twitched violently.
That was quite an aggressive statement.
After all, the name Albrecht was rarely chosen in the Falling Star Kingdom; most likely, it was the New Moon people who picked such names.
And the New Moon people, they hated the Blood Demon Church the most.
For the New Moon people, such a description could already be considered a great disdain and insult.
Obviously, Yulster must have thought that Albrecht was a noble of New Moon, showing his dissatisfaction with his recent attitude by deliberately insulting him.
However, Yulster could hardly imagine that the "Albrecht" before him was, in fact, the very subject of the amusing story he'd just mentioned.
Thinking this, Charlotte's smile grew even brighter.
She glanced at Yulster, who held himself proudly, confident in his identity, then at Albrecht, whose expression had turned dark, and found the situation even more entertaining.
Noticing Albrecht's gloomy gaze, Yulster seemed to feel that things were heated enough.
Choosing his moment to back off, he feigned realization, nodded slightly to Albrecht, and said with an apologetic smile,
"Oh, my apologies... I didn't mean to suggest that it applies to you as well; I just happened to remember a funny story from before."
"Um... May I know from which family you come?"
Looking at Yulster's irritating demeanor, Albrecht felt his rage nearly bursting out!
You could say the True Ancestor was targeting him, and he would have accepted it.
That was, after all, the progenitor of the Bloodline, the source of all their lineage, a terrifying existence that he couldn't oppose...
But a mere Blood Count from the Nais Clan dared to slander him behind his back?!
He almost doubted whether the other party was doing it on purpose!
Was this the mood He had when looking at him just now?
Albrecht was a mix of embarrassment and anger.
He looked at Yulster intently, his expression somewhat dangerous.
However, when Charlotte's indifferent gaze swept over, his anger, as if doused with cold water, was instantly extinguished...
This terrifying Ancestor was still nearby; he had to stay collected!
Albrecht tried his best to calm himself down.
Taking a deep breath, he suppressed his anger, then reported a family name with a smile,
"I come from the Mullins family; you can call me Albrecht de Mullins."
This wasn't a family name he had just made up, but an actual existing one.
Albrecht knew that there was a banquet tonight at the Romany Palace, having learned it from a small noble of the Mullins family who had been invited.
Of course, that small noble was now gone.
Albrecht had originally planned to take that person's identity.
"So you're from the Mullins family of the Violet Duchy, but I recall that the Mullins family has fallen, right? Seems like only a Viscount title remains, and... the Viscount Mullins should be quite old by now, surely not you."
"You must just be a regular family member, right?"
Saying this, Yulster shook his head without hiding his contemptuous expression:
"I don't know what the Royal Family is thinking, allowing any Tom, Dick, or Harry to attend such gatherings."
Yulster wanted to mock him a bit more when suddenly a servant rushed over and whispered a few words in his ear.
His eyebrows raised, he nodded at the servant:
"I understand; I'll be right over."
After that, he stopped paying attention to Albrecht and smiled at Charlotte,
"Miss Castel, Prince Henry has summoned the nobles of Falling Star; I'm going to see what it's about. Would you like to join me?"
Charlotte glanced at Albrecht, who was beside her, and smiled,
"I'd like to chat with this gentleman a bit more; you go ahead, I'll follow shortly."
Yulster raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised as he looked at the two of them.
He didn't insist, simply nodding his head and turning to leave.
However, before leaving, he swept a glance at Albrecht and then leaned in close to Charlotte, whispering,
"Lord Castel, such riffraff who can't make a decent appearance, coming up to you , clearly has no good intentions. Although I'm sure you're already aware, I thought I should still mention it."
"He isn't from our world; associating too much with such a person also diminishes our dignity."